I am sitting bored at the event. I have to smile to some high society character and shake some hands. I try to stay focused but the story how the man next to me climbed up to his position is boring me to death. I slip back with my chair when one of my concierge’s pour wine over me What the hell… can’t you watch out? I get up glaring at her, but I am captivated by her beauty.
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